I remembered how the previous sunday began with a beautiful morning shower. It revitalised the land and revitalised the tired soul in me. Well it happened again today. Beuatiful it was. But terrible it is. I woke up with an hour to spare before my final theory test. Rushed through my morning routine and stepped out of the house. To my greatest horrow, it was raining madly. Dad was sleeping so it was up to me to get to the driving centre myself. It dawned on me that everytime I have a theory test to take, some hurdles will be there blocking my path. So there I was, trapped under the shelter of a HDB block. The bus stop isn't far away. One final dash through the rain will have me in the bus stop finally if i survive the traffic. I was already wet after a few attempts to beat the rain. So it was all cold for me. It reminded me of one of my earlier entries about victories. No worries were present as I was far too confident I would make it-confidence from the previous episode.

I got there in time. Well infact I was early and so spent some time waiting in cold shivers. The test sort of began rather smoothly but I soon began to feel sick. It wasn't the cold. Rather, its the questions. Seems like what I studied didn't apply. Someone told me the questions will all be from the TYS. Neh. How on earth am I supposed to know if I should drive across an oil patch or route it. Nevermind I guess. Geez, I hope I don't fail again.

Some recap on the week. The true meaning of 41SAR surfaced in light of its visionary spirit. Singapore Allohah Resort. Daily routine involves waking up, breakfast in the canteen if its not time for lunch yet. A game of RISK world domination or two. Dinner. Nights off. Back to chalet for some PS2 action. Play risk again till 5am in the morning. Sleep. And wake up 4pm the next evening. Evening run to tan and boost my stamina. Back to chalet for some PS2 action again. Risk again. And the seemingly unrealistically fun 30 hour cycle of camp life repeats itself. Plus, the chalet is free and comes with free food and daily newspaper. Gosh, am I really serving the army.AHah. Who cares.

I watched a couple of movies on VCD over the week. 3-iron was among the best I watched. I have watched Hotel Rwanda before and it was the eighth time I watch Tears of the Su

Kanni Nah
I wrote with such profound english for the past half an hour and this cock up blog give me this cock up shit. this is all they can recover? What the fuck!I am not gonna type again
Kao